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Ao3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/users/LucilleMorningstar
I like to leave a breadcrumb trail of stories within each fandom I fall into.
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pairings: Femshep x Garrus
summary: When a routine mission to rescue and recruit a handful of scientists goes wrong, Shepard and her team are left to fight against something they had never expected to face. Now stranded on a heavily fog-covered planet, they realise there is more to the strange weather than they originally thought, especially when they hear things from beyond the fog; calling for them.
word count: 4,213
“Commander, a handful of scientists are located in a remote facility near you. Their knowledge is invaluable, and we could use them for the crucible. I’ll send you all the information I have, Hackett out.”
The blue holographic display fizzles away, leaving Shepard alone in the QEC as she mutters out a quiet “Yes, sir.” to the air. She heaves out a sigh before opening her comms, “Joker, we have a new destination. Set course for the Rosetta Nebula.”
“Aw, seriously, Shepard?” He groans, the sound coming out muffled and even without seeing him Shepard can tell he’s rubbing his face. Exhaustion has quickly become more prevalent across her crew, the war wearing them down physically and emotionally, especially after losing a lot more than just their pride to Cerberus. A fact that still gnaws away at her, despite her brave mask which has since been carefully reinforced to keep up what morale is left in her crew.
“Yes, seriously. Orders from Hackett,” she replies, her voice tense. She bites her lip before forcing out a smile, hoping it comes across in her voice. “I don’t like this any more than you Joker, but it needs to be done and it’s better to do it now while we’re nearby. Think of the fuel prices otherwise.”
// fluff, comfort
In the early morning hours, Shepard’s mind begins to wander. Is she still the same woman who hunted down Saren? She would like to believe so, but recent actions have made her reconsider. Luckily for Shepard, Garrus is there to comfort her.
Set in the first half of ME2, but before Garrus’ loyalty mission.
// fluff
Shepard has finally been convinced to take a break from her work. Meanwhile, Garrus reflects on his relationship with Shepard and comes to the realisation that they both had feelings for one another a lot earlier than he initially thought.
Set during ME3.
// fluff
Raven Shepard is struggling to sleep with the nightmares plaguing her mind. Too nervous to head to Garrus for comfort after their discussion about reach and flexibility, she goes to spend time with Joker. Unaware that he is more than willing to play the wingman for them while they tiptoe around their feelings for one another.
Set during ME2
// fluff
A collection of my Shakarian drabbles that use the MEFFW 100-word prompts.
; Through the mist
When a routine mission to rescue and recruit a handful of scientists goes wrong, Shepard and her team are left to fight against something they had never expected to face. Now stranded on a heavily fog-covered planet, they realise there is more to the strange weather than they originally thought, especially when they hear things from beyond the fog; calling for them.
pairings: Femshep x Garrus
genre: fluff, comfort
summary: Raven Shepard is struggling to sleep with the nightmares plaguing her mind. Too nervous to head to Garrus for comfort after their discussion about reach and flexibility, she goes to spend time with Joker. Unaware that he is more than willing to play the wingman for them while they tiptoe around their feelings for one another.
Set during ME2
word count: 4,507
The quiet padding of bare feet on the cold metallic floor guides her as Shepard floats around the Normandy, feeling more like a ghost than a human. All things considered, she probably looks closer to one as well.
It is late into the ship's night cycle, granting her peace as she stalks the near-empty mess hall, most of the crew have since retired for the night. Those who remain simply greet her with a respectful salute, being far too tired for small talk themselves. She prefers it at this hour, as it carries less risk of being questioned over why she's not taking the chance to sleep. She doesn’t want to have to come up with a plausible lie right now, nor does she want to open that can of worms in front of some poor crew member.
pairings: Femshep x Garrus
genre: fluff, comfort
summary: Shepard has finally been convinced to take a break from her work. Meanwhile, Garrus reflects on his relationship with Shepard and comes to the realisation that they both had feelings for one another a lot earlier than he initially thought.
Set during ME3.
word count: 1,517
The quiet hum of the ship's engines echoes around the quiet room, occasionally broken by the bubbling of the fish tank’s filters when Garrus lets out a quiet sigh of relief, it had been a war of its own to convince Shepard to get some rest. He's still surprised he managed to get her bundled under the soft blankets with him. Now he only needs to get her to actually sleep, but knowing her, he will take what he can get. He can’t complain considering that either way, he gets to hold her for a few hours and she’s not running herself ragged with work.
It’s better to have her mind resting in any way it can, especially when she all but refuses to sleep.
✍️ It’s WIP Wednesday ✍️
If you get this, please reply with a snippet of a random fic wip or art wip!
ahh, thank you for this!! sorry im a bit (very) late, its been a busy week! <3
I've been pretty inspired after replaying me1 and 2, so this is a small wip of my current post-arrival fic
She grips her knees tightly, knuckles turning white as the image of the mass relay exploding flashes through her mind. She rapidly stands with a strangled sob and darts to her bathroom, nausea rising as her mind replays the event over and over. The cool metal of the floor soothes her, but nothing helps the buzzing under her skin, the urge to keep moving before her actions catch up with her. She catches a glimpse of herself in the mirror and for a second, she almost recoils. What has she become?
and one of my current levi x reader wips as well! Something a bit more fluffy!
You place the basket down on the ground, avoiding crushing a small cluster of mushrooms, hiding within the shade of the trees, before taking out the checkered blanket you had packed the previous night. You carefully unfold it then place it down in the centre, taking the time to smooth out any creases daring to mar the fabric before dramatically dropping down onto it. Levi slowly undoes his shoes, slipping them off and placing them beside the basket before joining you on the blanket. He stretches his legs out, leaning back on his arms before giving you an appraising look. “I’m guessing you packed us a lunch to share out here?” You bite back a smile before rolling on your side, stretching out to reach the basket with as little movement as possible, you grab ahold of the edge and tilt it so you can reach inside and remove the items within. Levi snorts as he watches you and before you know it, you feel your body shift forward onto the grass as his toe meets your side.
pairings: Femshep x Garrus
genre: fluff, comfort
summary: In the early morning hours, Shepard’s mind begins to wander. Is she still the same woman who hunted down Saren? She would like to believe so, but recent actions have made her reconsider. Luckily for Shepard, Garrus is there to comfort her.
Set in the first half of ME2, but before Garrus’ loyalty mission.
word count: 2,662
The mission had gone well enough, a simple in-and-out task. One that came with a lot of bullets required. But they had successfully recruited the assassin and gained another ally to help with the impossible, a feat Shepard should be pleased by. Still, nothing had helped to stop the simmering anxiety that had been hounding her since her reawakening. The anxiety had returned to her when they arrived on the Normandy, clawing at her heels and trying to slow her escape to her quarters.
She does her best to weave through the crew members, avoiding their eyes all while strategically using a random datapad as an excuse to not be social. Not that anyone could blame her given the hour.
Throwing open the doors to her cabin, she tosses the datapad onto the desk, not bothering to see where it lands before slowly dragging her aching body to the sofa. If she’s lucky, she might be able to schedule in a small nap before they arrive at Pragia, but Shepard knows by now to not push her luck in that department. The cool leather presses against her bare arms, helping to ground her as she stares up at the ceiling, making an effort to avoid the obnoxious window above her bed.
Attack on titan comm for @topaz-carbuncle
I need more people to give me anime boys for my style please he looks so good!
Hey AoT fanfic writers, not to spread worry or anything, but there is currently a bot going around and scraping fics off Ao3 and uploading them onto a different site
There are currently 9 out of 11 of my fics uploaded without my permission, all of them levi x reader focused (my levi x oc one seems to be ignored if it's an indicator for what it's targeting?) So for anyone who uploads AoT fics, especially x reader ones, I would double-check your username on this site: https://rivd.net/
It also seems very tricky to report the fics on this site in order to get them taken down, which is a second slap in the face...
pairings: Levi Ackerman x reader
genre: fluff
summary: It has been some time since the fighting had ended, the world has started to move on and you find yourself doing the same.
You and Levi decide it is time to start taking the next step towards enjoying the future you fought for.
word count: 1,787
After years spent fighting towards a dream, an ideal world without titans and worry, you now find yourself standing within that once unrealistic future. It didn't come without sacrifice, each tally on your heart continues to weigh it down to this day, but you refuse to stop carrying the souls of your friends. Some part of you likes to believe that while you live on while carrying their memory, they get to experience this new life by your side, wherever they may be.
The world isn't as you had hoped, the price paid seems too high for some, yet you are content to try and put it behind you as much as possible. You fought for too long and lost too much to not make the most of the new world. A sentiment you're glad to share with Levi.
You now stand in awe as you survey the large clearing in the forest, the trees forming a new, more natural wall around you. The ancient bark twists towards the sky and erupts into a sea of green above, you were surprised to see such a gorgeous sight had evaded the rumbling at first, already used to the muddy barren land you and many others had found themselves in.
Thank you for the tag @ohmypawsandwhiskers!! I'm so late with this, but my writers block has slowly been melting away and has let me at least think up new scenarios to place levi and the reader into!
my current post-canon levi x reader wip:
Your eyes widen when they finally fall on the small, cosy cottage sitting proudly within the trees. Flowers surround the building, attracting the attention of the perfectly round bumblebees nearby, happily flittering between each bud without care. You watch them hover with a small smile, maybe you can finally experience a similar life, having been freed of the bonds of duty. Now free to spend your days working to provide a home for you and Levi, rather than the future of mankind. You're so distracted by your thoughts that you fail to notice Levi slowly approaching you, taking the time to remove the few bags you had brought from the car. "And just when I thought we had escaped living behind walls." He mutters as you move to take the bags off him, shooting him a glare as he puts up a small fight despite his cane.
Tagging: Leaving this one open for anyone who would like to share their current wips! <3
pairings: Levi Ackerman x reader
genre: fluff and smut
summary: It has been a few months since the war ended, and peace has brought a lot of change along with it. Physical and mental scars surround both of you, so you decide to show Levi just how much you love him.
note: This is my first time when it comes to branching out and writing smut, so apologies if it's not the best!
word count: 2,245
You watch as Levi enters your shared room, he places his cane on his side of the bed before moving towards the mirror. You’re peacefully stretched out across your side, having been waiting for him to finish his book and join you for the evening. Ever since the war ended, he had gradually been getting used to at least attempting to rest for the night and even though the nightmares persist, no longer being on high alert at all times has since helped.
Your eyes are locked onto him as he slowly removes his shirt, a fresh one already waiting for him on the nightstand nearby as he starts getting ready for bed.
You take the chance to slowly drag your eyes across his revealed flesh, your gaze trailing over the firm muscles of his back, flexing with each little movement. Your gaze shifts to run across the myriad of scars littering his pale skin, the silver ones glittering in the overhead light while the darker, larger ones sit proudly upon their owner's back. You love tracing his scars, mapping out the constellation while he slowly dozes off, lulled by your soft touch. Back when you were scouts, it was almost the only way to guarantee he would sleep, especially for longer than his usual three hours.
I need to stop getting distracted and actually finish this, it's not angst for once either, which seems to be the majority of my current wips!
this time I've come prepared to tackle this fic
I need to stop getting distracted and actually finish this, it's not angst for once either, which seems to be the majority of my current wips!
pairings: Levi Ackerman x reader
genre: hurt/comfort, eventual fluff
summary: In the dead of night, the anxieties that you had tried to keep bottled up have finally crept up on you. Bringing along all the thoughts you had tried to lock away with it.
Luckily for you, you're not alone.
note: Wrote this today since my own anxieties have been acting up and part of me wishes I could have my own Levi to help me through them, so I decided to settle for the 2nd best option: making it possible through fiction!
word count: 2,428
You lie awake in bed, watching the shadows twist and turn on the flaking ceiling above. You are unsure of the time, having given up trying to chase the ever-elusive sleep hours ago. The moon hanging high above in the inky sky signals that it's still early in the morning, too early to be awake, yet the swirling sensation of panic keeps your eyes wide open.
The silence is almost deafening, a heavy weight on your ears as you strain to make out a single sound within the building full of sleeping scouts. The only sound to reveal itself to you is the frantic thumping of your heart, almost as if trying to escape from its cage of flesh and bone. You feel your hands tingle, like ants crawling under your skin before it fades to the familiar numbness you have come to know well. You sit up in the bed, finally fed up with staring into space and letting your mind run wild and as the blanket slides off your form, the bitter night air nips at your skin. You welcome the new sensation, happy to feel something other than the growing chaos within.
want to get back into sharing wips, in the hope that it helps summon up some inspiration for them in the process!
Back on the hurt/comfort train with levi x reader, purely because I would do anything to have some levi comfort rn!
cw: anxiety, overthinking
this is why i shouldn't work on two very different fics during the same day, I just accidentally threw a steamy kiss scene in the middle of a somewhat angsty fic, all because I got the two documents mixed up T-T
part of me panicked when i couldn't find the part I had just worked on as well
